A Country Boy at Heart released Nov 9th from Dreamspinner Press.
When I created my country boy, Nick, I already knew what type of job he was going to have. I based what Nick does on my son, who’s been an employee at a full-working farm since he was sixteen.
When he started, he only worked on the paintball course at the farm, but now he’s the second man in charge at age twenty-three. Yup, at twenty-three. Just like in the story, the owners are retired and their son runs the farm now. He’s also a state representative, so at there are times when he’s not there.
And just like my son, Nick is able to do a little bit of everything… from spraying to kill weeds to traveling several states over to pick up Christmas trees. He helped build the reception area for weddings held at the farm and has dealt with contractors who were building a small playground.
In the beginning of A Country Boy at Heart, Nick’s squared off with a peacock from their farm. There’s a wedding about to take place, and the bride had the insane idea of having a peacock walked down the aisle before her.
The colors of her wedding coincide with the colors of the peacock so she thought it would be a cool idea. *snicker* Remember, this is a wild animal who tends to do his business wherever it pleases.
Plus, Nick has it in his head that this peacock is out to get him. Several times in the story Nick mumbles about how the peacock is going to take over the world but nobody will listen to his warnings, lol. He and Mister Peacock don’t like each other.
And yes, there’s a peacock at the farm my son works at, lol. 😉
Hot damn, what more could a country boy want? Bass Pro Shop is finally opening in Tennessee. Nick plans to check out all twelve indoor acres chock-full of hunting, fishing, and boating in the Memphis Pyramid on the Mississippi River.
City boy Sandy wonders yet again how he let himself get talked into attending a grand opening for a hick hunting store. His geeky heart prefers the energy of the city. Little does he know all that is going to change due to a freakishly tall glass elevator—and Nick, the high-school crush who’s suddenly taking a second look at him.
A moment of panic while trapped in the elevator leads to a spark neither expected. Getting out is the least of the challenges they’ll face if they want to try to put their differences aside and find out if love is possible between a city boy and a country boy.
“What are you doing?”
Nick turned in the driver’s seat, one arm resting on the steering wheel. “Well, I was about to ask if you want to spend the rest of the day together.”
“Why?” Was Nick hearing him right? “Really?”
“Yes, really. I mean…. Look, I really appreciate you helping me out while we were stuck in the elevator. I was headed for a major meltdown, and you managed to head it off. I’m glad we also had the chance to talk about what happened all those years ago and clear the air. But I’m—”
“It was more than that, and you damn well know it.”
“I’m not that little geeky kid in high school. And while I appreciate your help in the elevator and all—”
“Oh, hell no. You aren’t going to make this out like I was obligated or something to do all of that. Make no mistake, Sandy. I didn’t do any of this because I felt guilty or because I felt like I owed you something.”
“I’m attracted to you.”
“You heard me. You’re sitting here because I wanted you here. You.” Nick rubbed his eyes, then smacked his hand on the steering wheel. “I owed you an apology, and I gave it to you. As far as I’m concerned, that’s the end of that and has nothing to do with the fact you’re sitting here with me now.”
“You’re attracted to me?”
Nick raised his gaze to the ceiling of his truck. Maybe he’d find divine inspiration there. “You act like that’s a shock. I told you I was attracted to you in high school, and it’s not like you don’t know I’m gay.”
“But that was high school, and… and… me?”
Why was he acting like this was such a surprise? “Yes, you.”
“But, but, we have nothing in common. I mean”—Sandy waved his hand at Nick—“look at you, and look at me.”
Nick scowled. “Huh?”
“You know exactly what I’m talking about. You like hunting and fishing and all that kind of stuff, and I wouldn’t know the difference between a crossbow and a crosswind.”
“You hunt with one, and the other blows.”
M.A. Church is a true Southern belle who spent many years in the elementary education sector. Now she spends her days lost in fantasy worlds, arguing with hardheaded aliens on far-off planets, herding her numerous shifters, or trying to tempt her country boys away from their fishing poles. It’s a full time job, but hey, someone’s gotta do it!
When not writing, she’s on the back porch tending to the demanding wildlife around the pond in the backyard. The ducks are very outspoken. She’s married to her high school sweetheart, and they have two grown children.
She is a member of Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America.